Sans Disbelief Novels & Stories

A small, undignified snort escaped, and I immediately pretended to cough, because dignity, once lost, must at least be mourned. Julien stood up again, movements calm and practised, clearly resigned to his fate. This was not the reaction of a man surprised by chaos. This was a man who lived with it daily and had accepted it as part of his existence. “Lucas,” he said gently, the way only parents who had already said a name forty-seven times in the last hour could. There was no anger in his voice. Just tired affection. “Remember what we talked about?” Lucas skidded to a stop, trainers squeaking faintly against the floor. He looked up at Julien with wide, innocent eyes, as if this were a complet

His expression was unreadable to me mostly because he and I were not friends and there was no way I could get a read on him when I knew nothing about him. He slowly nodded his head when I finished, "I see" he said, "and do you believe him?" "I don't know what to believe, I feel like I'm running mad, I don't know what's real and what isn't and I have no idea how to approach it". "I think we should wait for the proof first and see if it's authentic before we make any decisions. We believed Devlin's words without proof, let's not repeat the same thing with Tristan ''.

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There was no time to change her mind. She stood in the middle of the room and started swaying. People thought she was going to dance but in reality, she only moved around swaying while looking at the golden hairpin. After about three seconds, she opened her mouth and sweetly sang one of the melodies from her home. The eunuch was so dumbfounded he wanted to clean his ears and listen to what she was singing again. The completely different language added a more dark undertone to her song but it was really moving. She looked so sweet and yet so vicious that the eunuch could not help but shudder in fear. Her voice really was not bad.

if you have a home. I could not brush off everything that had happened today. The red mark on my arm has completely disappeared there, but I still tremble in fear whenever I remember the depth of anger in Albert’s eyes. I kept on pushing myself for little luck of changing my future, but the inconsistencies I made has brought events and people I have not met nor seen before. However, I was not thrilled of the changes. No matter how my decisions change, things would still end the same, like meeting him and our first kiss.

I say, pulling my arm out of his hold. " And what will you say huh?" He asks, leaning against the car and folding his arms, smirking at me. " That's for me to know, when I stare at that person's eyes." He chuckles, shaking his head. " That's not going to work." " Where there is a will, there is a way and I will find a way to ruin that person's interests, he or she will never want this land again." " You sound so confident." " No, not confident but certain." I say with my chin tilted up and shoulders straight. " Faith can move mountains Mr Cullen and not just faith, faith with works, can produce the unthinkable." I say with no hint of nerves or doubt in my voice, only certainty.

"But I need time to sort through my thoughts and make sense of everything." ‌ David nodded understandingly, his expression reflecting a mixture of patience and determination. "Take all the time you need, Sabrina," he said, his voice filled with sincerity. "I'll be here, ready to support you and help you uncover the truth." ‌ And so, the seed of doubt planted by David took root in Sabrina's mind, casting a shadow over her once unwavering beliefs. The battle for her trust waged on, with each side vying for dominance in her thoughts. Only time would reveal the truth and guide Sabrina towards her ultimate decision.

“No,” I answer immediately. “I didn’t.” "Not even a suspicion?” he presses. “No,” I repeat, frustration rising. “Why would I lie about that?” “I want to believe you, but…” “But what?” I insist. “Why can’t you accept it as it is? A messed up, terrible coincidence.” “Because from where I am standing, this looks really bad," he says, running his hand through his hair. “And I don’t believe in such precise coincidences.”

, he let her hand go and started to pace back and forth as he run his hand through his long hair at the time, ruffling it up as if he had an itch. Raphael couldn't accept the fact that his high school sweetheart, wife and mother of his child is being defeated by some cancer he didn't even understand. "Just hang on a bit, Bellamy still needs you. Dieu (French for 'God) I still need you!". Christina saw how torn apart he was, she was torn between pretending to accept the new treatment and preparing him for what's coming next.

"Fine! I'll accept it, by the way what if you lost, and you didn't accept your punishment!?" Jae is full of confidence that he won't lose to this bastard. He started laughing. "Are you dumb? You dared to accept my challenge huh, fine I'll accept it, no matter what you will be the loser in the end! Hahaha!" George said with full of laughing. Jae smirked a moment. In his mind if he win, George won't accept the punishment, he thought it that George will going back on his words and won't acceppt. Let's see if who will be embarrassed on that event n.